IGOR
POP TRAJKOV
Body And Soul
Dedicated To Yukio Mishima
The believer brings candle lit ahead of
the little prayer book. Proof of
his great faith it is; though
just object miserable. Human life is
not worth even as much as that item, its
death awaits thus, that breath last.
But not only a soul, also a body has
the valuable one; the body / the matter listens
the soul, when is consistently with care provided.
If
nothing else then at least food and air
enter it, and then from the believer
the garbage comes out. So the
believer has to take care of the body until
his last breath; the body for the soul
is its only temple. Because the candle in
brief will burn out, and then that temple will be
inflamed.
The believer has the soul, but he can't
beat the matter, while
knowing he can't have it. The same as his
predecessors. As in the golden pavilion,
unlike those previous priests.
They had more money for their feelings,
while having something to spend on pleasures.
Moderate (Journalist) Shit
With the lies from his morning column
the so-called one for the rights of homeless
children
the hallway by the front door
and the interior of the balcony he whitewashed.
The coins for this in the "Golden
Circle" buffet,
the one next to the Russian Embassy, under the
newspaper
while he was supposedly reading it, were placed
for him,
inclusive for the proliferation services of the
“news”
about the child traders; somebody left
yellow-glittering items - in the inbox
for fishing, in the garage of the cottage
inherited from his partisan father -
from him were collected, with which to his
daughter
who with his divorced wife in The South-
African Republic had moved,
he bought a Bulgari ring and a Moschino sweater.
Once it seemed he forgot to write everything
as he was told, and his tiny sold head
with a wire around his neck was wrapped
by a gentleman who entered through the balcony
door.
But fortunately this one, like all Macedonian
journalists
was extremely messy, so the banana peel
from today's breakfast had thrown on the ground.
The perpetrator stepped on it, from the balcony
freshly whitewashed edge broke his spine
leaving a trail of blood. The journalist was
saved,
but as long as the insight lasted, just dark
thoughts
in his not particularly developed mind revolved,
which were: How will he find the money for re-
whitewashing, now they really screwed him up.
USB / Quit
Thread the USB in the hole
induce the new files, let them flow.
Then learn how to stop doing that.
As everything in true hell will turn in for you
then pressure the net and all will stop.
So angry will not become everyone
me and you-network are even.
Translated & Versified From Macedonian Into English
By The Author
IGOR POP TRAJKOV
IGOR POP TRAJKOV is one of the most productive authors in the region of South-East Europe, not just in North Macedonia. His literary works include all kinds of texts, like theater pieces, prose, poetry, essays, columns, journalism and reviews. He wrote a lot of theory which he published at the prestigious foreign universities and institutes. The works of this author were translated in many languages. He is currently working on his PhD in Cultural Studies at the Institute of Macedonian Literature. Igor Pop Trajkov is also renowned visual artist, designer and film director.
Dear OPA,
ReplyDeletePlease correct the last verse in my poem USB/Quit. Please write everything just the way I mailed it to you.
It seems you pasted wrongly. It should be like this:
me and you-network are even.
Please change this as soon as possible.
All the best, Igor.
PS
Few days ago I wrote you email and FB message about this.